Friday, September 09, 2005

most frustrating

the days seem to go from up to down and back again. one child is now completely tube-addicted, and the other one has to have things go exactly perfectly or the whole world pays for it. i truly wish, sometimes, that i could just move into a little cottage by myself. just a small cottage, with lots of books, a big puffy sofa with lots of pillows, and of course, wireless internet. and maybe a phone. but with the option to turn the phone off.

nobody pacing pacing pacing. nobody whining because i won't let him watch family guy. nobody expecting me to entertain them. or soothe them. or make everything all right for them.

nothing is really wrong in these kids' lives. they just think it is.

Friday, July 01, 2005

found my way back

Seriously...I had to use the history button on my browser to find my way back here. It's like my brain's RAM memory is full and anything I add (like yesterday's work) pushes out some other bit of information (like my screenname and password from here).

In any case. I have a blog.

I happen to have two kids who are not incredibly tech savvy, so they aren't blogging, IM'ing or otherwise endangering their youth online, for which I guess I'm thankful. But it also means they can't help me when I'm just downright stupid on the internet or on the computer.

Updated the Macs yesterday to Tiger. So excited about it all. Love the widgets, love the spotlight (REALLY love the spotlight - it's a memory aid, get it?) but it slowed the bigMac down so much I think I need to buy more memory. Sigh... it's always something.

But what's amazing is how frightened I get- hyperventilating like mad, when I start to do this kind of stuff. Nothing got lost - all my files are still here. Now I just have to learn the new features.

This is sort of like talking to myself, and since that's a sign of insanity I think I should stop now.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Well, you have to start sometime.

If kids as young as kids are these days can do this, so can I. Or so I figure.

In order to communicate with a friend who is overseas, I had to create a blogspot persona and found myself suddenly on the "create your own blog" page, so I thought why not? and dove in.

I'm at the state of mental fragility which whispers: "you may not even be able to find your way back here, you know..." but I forge ahead. It's good practice to do new things that you're sort of scared of, and even though I'm not sure, today, what the value of having a blog will be, it is my mental push-up session for today.